Kurt Kacich

Eye Of The Sea - Poem by Kurt Kacich

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Tattered flags hover the howling waves of the ocean’s tide, In hopes that the deities will hear their prayers and travel by their side, The storm rages from dusk to dawn and the ferocious winds sound with the loudest of cries,

The ships sway in it’s see-saw like motion as it proceeds further into the eye, From what seems to calm is only a deception before humanity sees the surprise,

The retina of the storm surface and processes the image of human kind proceeding forward, The image seen as a threat rages winds traveling northward, Their cries muzzled in the howling wind forever remain…unheard….